Christian loop, that’s that shit I do likeDrop top on my Phantop coupe,That’s that shit I do likeLadies … that’s that shit that I likeDon’t care how much it cost bitchBring me everything that I like

Riding round in something you ain’t never seenFrom the time the sun come up I’m getting greenI pay cash for my Louies when I brought them homeI know you say you got the famous but you walk the wrongThese niggas tryna wipe me, wipe me, wipe meThat’s why these hoes in there don’t like me, like me, like meMy swag is brand new, your shit renovatedBitch I’m self made, you’re just affiliated

A boss nigga that’s that shit I do likeFire spot tattered on, that’s that shit I do likeHe know how to get that greenAnd that’s that shit that I likeDon’t care how much it cost bitchBring me everything that I like

Keep it out here riding round and getting itYou suckers niggas talking while he living itWhen they doing all the shit that you all wanna doBig and fresh, everything like it’s a photo shootNow all these women on him, on him, on himI ain’t tripping cause I got him got him, while you watching

A boss nigga that’s that shit I do likeFire spot tattered on, that’s that shit I do likeHe know how to get that greenAnd that’s that shit that I likeDon’t care how much it cost bitchBring me everything that I like.

[Hook: Rick Ross]Born stunna, born stunnaFlip a hundred keys just to ball all summerBorn stunna, born stunnaI put a hundred karats in the cartier mamaBorn stunna, she’s a born stunnaMercedes coup for the missus if she’s a born stunnaBorn stunna, born stunnaStack a hundred mill and another hundred comin’

[Nicki Minaj]Born stunna flowConsistently winning while all you bitches come and goOh you mad? You aint headlineYou my son and it’s bedtimeI show you bitches how to put together punchlinesIt aint working out, it aint crunchtimeRoll a ? up, it’s a chess game, but fuck a PushaOut in Tokyo they calling me Nicki-sonEverywhere you go, they calling you Nicki’s sonCoupes and trucks, money bags, Scrooge McDuck

[Birdman]Yea, a lot a lot of money bagsThe money in the garbage canStrapped up tight with a hundred bagsMoney filthy bitch, we in the money lairSee, we shinin’ like the money canSince the money came, bitch we throw the money thangYea, YMCMGLauder Jet been a hustla since I hit the streets2-50 on the new pieceNew condo, 20 thousand square feetBallin’, uptown suicideBorn stuntin’, strapped how we livin’ fine

The memories we sharedCould last a man a lifetimeIt’s like truth to dare,When you’re there.And I’ll admit that I’m scaredTo lose you to another guy,But it’s up to you to decideWho to love.

ChorusTonight I’ma break my promise,I know I said I’ll set you freeBut baby you told me to be honest,Girl I need you here with meSo we can DO IT AGAIN.. (4x)A whole life time cannot be enough‘cause I wanna love you babyOver and overAnd girl each time Isee you shed a tearI wanna wipe ‘em all upWith my kisses and make you smile from ear to ear.

ChorusTonight I’ma break my promise,I know I said I’ll set you freeBut baby you told me to be honest,Girl I need you here with meSo we can DO IT AGAIN.. (6x)

Girl what are you running from?I’m willing just to give you everything you wantGirl you are always number one,I’m saying ‘cause I know you’re more than wonderfulAnd my heart & your heart are as one,And this love will never changeYou & me foreverSo we can do it again.

Can’t even look her in the faceToo busy staring at her waist line (waist line)And I ain’t too proud to chaseKnowing the chances are she’ll take mineBehind the smile and the laughterThere’s danger, I know (I know)I know I’ll end up her capture,Caught in the raptureBut I won’t let go

Baby switch your mind off, heyAnd let the music turn your light on, on, yeahAnd let it go girl believe me, me, meSo you can be who you wanna be, be, beGoing to another timezoneWhere nothing really matters but this momentThe finest spot where we can be aloneUntil the break of dawn let’s keep it moving

Keep it moving till the morningTonight is almost doneKeep it moving till tomorrowI can almost see the sun

You be the one, you be the oneYou be the one, one, one, oneYou be the one, you be the oneYou be the one, one, one, oneGirl you be the one, one, one, one, oneYou be the one, one, one, one, one

Baby get some …girl,Let it take away your gum, girlThen …all the walk he hadIt still be come to me, come girl

I can almost see the sun

You be the one, you be the oneYou be the one, one, one, oneYou be the one, you be the oneYou be the one, one, one, oneGirl you be the one, one, one, one, oneYou be the one, one, one, one, one

Niggas talking down but it really don’t matter thoughyou talking all this pour shit I come to split your catalogI’m getting money I’m seeI don’t want no end of thoughyou p**sy niggas this bitchall y’all this..and doughyou worry around and runnin’ you livesyou lose this like I lose littleI got two of them, got two rags, got two bar, got two chainI’m grindin for many and hustling for hoursI’m broken for power the world it is ours

They both fly what a..ohthe right thing..the truckeverybody leaning let me ’cause I came up23 million when they pull their name upsorry bout what’s up, sorry bout what’s handingworry to the city, you feel sadeverybody know, got it for the low sobig bang rollin, and I rap west coast7 7 says the roll, dance for the folkand I hold em down til the day I sawand I’m..I can’t..even though I sit a drink

Hook:I drop ten, drop tenGotta watch my back for the cops and them folks niggas watchinthey jockin, they jockin, they jockin, they jockinthey pluttin, they pluttin, they watchinuh I drop ten, gotta watch my backfor them cops and them folks gotta watchinthey jockin, they jockin, they jockin, they jockinthey pluttin, they pluttin, they watchin

If you see the face downyou know that we gonna burn it alldidn’t..light beforeI thought that he gonna turn it allI crash the car by A marand that little time I skateboardand put the..on the A floorand met my headers gonna hate barI got clips Ak bananasroll upon your ass nigga..I won’t beat you don’t want..I’m scarface turn em MontanaI’m your own nigga and been paidyou’re a old nigga and bitch madeand you walk around with this switch playedand you’re scared before the kitchen fadeis number weed in my sectionI’m out of space with this jet senseI’m old shit game and I take em real paidother one like a piranha bitchis SOD is what I rap and I will never have upyou big better catch your..I roll upon is nothing this

Hold up, hold up, hold upA hunned racks when I roll upMoney stacks never fold upDrink that yet, never soberAnd we got the city on lock, lockGTS no top, fuck that lease we onThat’s right bitch fuck that loanMy partner on a pill and about to pop some moreAnd before I sing this deal I worth 20 hunned racks a showI be stunting on niggas like wassupDamn that boy got fireI get that money more problemsFuck that ain’t got no problemsHomie you’s a poser, fuck that talk, I showed youPull up on them niggas like I told yaDamn you see that chain, damn that nigga tryna blind meCoke boy, you know where to find me, Montana

Boy I’m bout that chain, stupid wrist, icy chainAnd the croc, more damn, boy I move that caneGet it for the love, no gameSee these hating niggas prayingGet a grip, move a brickGot me saying like a NixonHomie off a … grand crew, got me wasted in the clubSitting… 40 karats in my braceletWeapon to the left, weapon to the right, boy I’m a chefGod damn right,Getting those paper, got me in my zoneWe’re almost there, spotlightsBoy I got the wave, I be balling everydayI be married to the streets, 21 hours payI be on my other shit, I don’t see nobodySwitching up vibes, got me …GP Montana, coke wave,Couldn’t make it without you,Shout out to HoseWhipping up a dream, fuck it, we so sayMurk it, Gp bubble like rose

You see them Lambo, that’s when Just Soprano on the sceneTo flip a dollar, whip a dreamAnd pull up right the money teamWe in the club, bottles of burbBe act and blowing stacksThe money train is right on trackWe act so hard it’s coming backThe world is mine, I feed for powerGet it grinding, rolling sourPlay state and … for hours, on your ‘partment,To push the powderEverything is good, we’re taking over as we shouldLet’s spend some plan away, cocaine city, manhoodI wish a monkey would, chop him down where we stoodHit the ocean with the brickSo dig a ditch in the woodsBack to compensation, getting stacks for conversationGetting paid to take vacationsIf I was you I’d sure be hatingLadies say I’m super wavyYankee jaggers riding navyIf you all suggest you pay meBig as jig is fucking crazyThe way I whip or lick, …I take the riskMy cold boys on the streetsWill serve me the peace like ludacris